Maybe my hands won't shake Faces I don't recall Each of these finer points Lost on the whitewashed walls But at least it gets to be a choice Look at me closely you can see Just how broken a man can be Assisted by those who know The memories I used to be Suffering grips all my days Taut like an elegy Look at me closely you can see
Just how broken a man can be Still loss, still grief Still a tragic energy But I need control d**h will bring me A calming neutrality If you let me go And make a choice Look at me closely you can see Just how broken a man can be http://www.littlecomets.com/lyrics/the-a**isted/?doing_wp_cron=1478579601.9371960163116455078125